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StoryBorrowed Bathtime anonymouszebra011 years 11 months ago
StoryAlone at night anonymouszebra011 years 11 months ago
CollectionYou'll thank me for this later anonymouszebra011 years 11 months ago
CollectionMiddle of the Road anonymouszebra011 years 11 months ago
StoryWarning: Don't Read anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe packet of hair dye that wanted to be a glue stick anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryOf course, you want to see my papers? anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryUnexpected anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryNo Jokes About Lemont anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryOctober Did It anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryMy Favourite Place anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryHospital Food anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
StoryFaking It anonymouszebra012 years 1 month ago
Forum topichospital food by anonymouszebra Juliet OC119 years 3 months ago

My stories

Warning: Don't Read

This is a warning to whoever would like to read this book, or, to be frank, any other material described as 'literary'. It is highly dangerous. The lab tests haven't come back yet, but I'm sure they'll find conclusive evidence that books are, in fact, toxic. They are the bi-product of evil, a secret weapon of mass destruction that no-one has thought to wield - but a library in the wrong hands could easily compromise the safety of Earth's inhabitants.
Cherry

No Jokes About Lemont

...he was Stanley Lemont, just moved, eight years old and (he said this with an uncharacteristic snarl which Miss Neelam did not like) NO JOKES ABOUT LEMONT...

Borrowed Bathtime

A philosophical bathime is interrupted by irritated thought.

Faking It

She must be fucking deaf, I think. I've been yelling for the past ten minutes and she hasn't turned around.

October Did It

...October is a terrible month. The can-do attitude fails miserably, your boss is in an even crappier mood than the weather (which has decided to howl in protest to the end of summer and blow up any skirts or dresses you might wish to wear) and it's getting colder. It's unexpectedly cold, and you don't really see it coming until you're stuck in bed with a migraine, tea, and tissues positioned in an orbit around you...

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